Lynniya Miller Poet I do not know?

The Wrong Kind of Love

Loving has hurt me or maybe I’ve just been loving the wrong people which left me feeling as if I’ve been abused being beaten staring into the eyes of the skeletons in my closet looking war right in the face as if I’m not scared of anything yet still falling over my own feet

trying to make it through the day holding onto my peace my face telling people that I'm the war not to be messed with but my heart begging for someone to love me hoping that one day purpose will course my soul only to be told I'm not worth it

standing tall through the storm trying not to be knocked down better yet drowned holding on to what I wish was peace only turning out to be poison trying to create a doorway for people to get to know me hoping that my knowledge is flowing

trying to teach younger girls to keep their eyes open and legs closed these boys will take your heart and swallow it whole then where will you go traveling as a lonely soul hoping to be revived again love is not a requirement to live but a reason to stay alive don't let love become a reason to die but let it grow inside you make it your backbone stand  on the love you have for yourself and if  you don’t have it build it

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Anil Deo May 4, 2020 at 5:01 AM Hi Lynniya, great to write. It helped me, from South Africa. I wanted to help you ... U were loud, in-my-face, rejecting ... earned a PhD. from Johns Hopkins but 30 years, single parent of two college-educated daughters in Maryland, still green card delay ... got sick of substitute work. Came home, though I am ethnic South Asian. At 60, I finally found love in my own land. Keep writing, telling your story, - i do. Lynniya Miller May 4, 2020 at 11:09 AM Thank you, I'm glad my poem helped you that's my biggest goal is to help

Anil Deo May 4, 2020 at 5:00 AM Hi Lynniya, great to write. It helped me, from South Africa. I wanted to help you ... U were loud, in-my-face, rejecting ... earned a PhD. from Johns Hopkins but 30 years, single parent of two college-educated daughters in Maryland, still green card delay ... got sick of substitute work. Came home, though I am ethnic South Asian. At 60, I finally found love in my own land. Keep writing, telling your story, - i do.